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Wait for Tom, then Skymin and I will follow up with a post for you two.

EDIT:@Nakuzami: While I like the ability, you may want to change it to something more practical. If you can, this would me much appreciated, since it can involved certain discrepancies with other RPers.

@MinnesotanGamer: I understand if you want to change parts of your SU, but it looks fine to me XD. Just remember to put IMG tags around the Atlantean Tattoo link. Feel free to add in an Alias later, but so far, you're ACCEPTED!

Wait for Tom, then Skymin and I will follow up with a post for you two.

EDIT:@Nakuzami: While I like the ability, you may want to change it to something more practical. If you can, this would me much appreciated, since it can involved certain discrepancies with other RPers.

Asdfghjkl;
You accepted it last time.
And last time, I think it was worse. xD

If I make a new ability
I must select a new character
And I'm already using Destiny with her power in Reapers
And Kris is probably a bit overpowered, although only at full capacity
And Sierra and Dimitri have boring ol' Cryokinesis and Pyrokinesis, respectively.
And Dustin has Terrakinesis, but he's an awkward character
And Nel has Technokinesis, but I'm not sure if he exists in this time period
And Luna and Solissa have Hydrogenesis and Pyrogenesis, and abilities to control Night and Day, but they won't live for at least another century. As well as all of the characters that surround them, which I can't really name right now because I'm blanking.
And Melody has Sono/Echo/Audio/Acousto/whatever-it's-called-kinesis, and Harmony has Vocalkinesis, but they have another two centuries to wait.
And Shun, Winter, Zorya, Daren and Colette have Aero-, Umbra-/Erebo-kinesis, Power Augmentation, and absolutely nothing, respectively, and they also have another two centuries to come in.
And and and . . . oooooooooh my, see what you made me do? I ranted. xD

Btw, you can not accept Mr. Melon.
He is a horrible father
and it's just not allowed.

EDIT: Not to mention I had this whole story-arc for Krystal
and while I could continue it with her as an NPC
it would be less interesting
and less . . . prominent.
AAAAAAAAH CONFLICTIONS.
Ichiro, I think you broke me.

EDIT2: AAAAAAH, and if I use a character from a later time period, not only will it feel WRONG, but I'll compulsively do the whole Heroes must-connect-all-of-my-characters-together thing and I'll just get annoying and SICK.

EDIT3: AAAAAAAH! But I'm seriously fine with switching a character if I must, I guess.
I'll just have to restart the SU.

EDIT4: Yeah, I know, I'm annoying. Live with it, lol.

EDIT5: Oh, there's also Kojii, but he's technically my friend's character that I made my own version of.
He has Electrokinesis and no real story yet.
But I don't know if I'd want to use him, lol.

EDIT7: PS - I have a million characters after that, lol.

EDIT6: Put it in a spoiler because it was getting obnoxiously long, lol.

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"In our darkest moments, when life flashes before us, we find something; Something that keeps us going. Something that pushes us."

It takes the form of two tribal skulls facing away from each other, with a pitch black dagger right in the middle of the two, covering up most of the back side of the skulls. It covers his left pectoralPhysical:

Leon’s Natural Hair color is that of a light brown color, but he has dyed it black due to the fact that he has always like the black color of hair more, also strands of his bangs are dyed a dark green just to give some contrast and people now recognize that as his normal look. His hair comes down past his chin, straight as an edge, though he has it layered. His eyes are a deep and dark blue in color. He has also a soul patch for his choice of facial hair.

He has a very athletic body build due to the fact that he enjoys skateboarding and also taking up parkour as hobbies. Though his skater like body may not make him out to be all that tough, but he uses his quick movement to trick people that he does get in fights with. He has one ear piercing that has a lone silver loop in it.
Clothing:

His shirts can range from anywhere to long sleeved shirts to button up business shirts. Though he is more commonly seen in the button up casual shirts of a solid color that are short sleeved. When he is out skating, he is wearing t-shirts and some long sleeve shirts with t-shirts over them, the normal skater like look. Though he does have a few goose down vests he wear’s over the t-shirts also.

For pants he has pairs upon pairs of jeans, most of them a little baggy so that he doesn’t feel trapped in them. He also has pairs of Khaki pants for when he was to change things up a bit, and also a few pairs of khaki long shorts that he has. He does have a few pair of dress pants just in case he needs them for those special occasions so he doesn’t look like just some skater punk that he is usually portrayed as.

As for accessories, he has a pair of gunnar PPK eyeglasses that he does wear most of the time, and a few beanies along with ball caps, as well as a fedora. He also has two blazers to go with his business outfit and a few ties to compliment them.
Personality:

He is a man who tries to hide the scars of his past life. A facade is what he tries to put up just so that he just doesn’t let people down for the most part. He is usually seen all happy and without a care in the world, trying to live everyday like it was his last. For the most part that is true, yet everyone in the world has their own dark secret that they want to hide. He acts strong for his family, especially his younger siblings. They look up to him as their father figure since their father was never around to see them all grow up.

When things do go wrong, or he is just having the occasional off day, he does sink into a deep state of depression. This state can last anywhere from an hour to the whole day. No one knows about his depression except for the people that have raise him, his grandparents. They have had told him to go get it checked out, but he never has cause he didn’t want to seem weak to the two people who thought of him as the strongest. His grandparents have understood this and lately have stopped bugging him about it.

He also is quick to anger, especially if betrayed by people he held close. Getting into fights have been constant thing in his life. The fighting usually involves words rather than fists, as he believes that words scar people more than a fist could ever, but there has been times where he had to resort into fist fighting, not because he wanted too, but because the person who started it all took the first swing at him.

Other than those two things, when he is in a good mood he is about one of the most pleasant people to be around, Always trying to get people to laugh and at times and trying to lively up anywhere he is, cause he knows how it is to be in the darkness of one’s own mind. He does believe in trying to live life to fullest and not to have no regrets, but that is hard when he does have regrets of his own.

He is also a people person, and usually the party person out of a crowd. He finds it easier to fit in with a multitude of people rather than just a few close friends. He lives for the social life and if he isn’t working, he is hanging out with his group of skater friends or out at a club having a few drinks with random people he meets.

If it comes to a life and death situation though, he will take the stand and take the hits for anyone, even if it means his life. He believes that if the people that he cares about can make it out alive, that he had served his purpose and will gladly accept death.

-History-

He’s life was not the very best of ones, but one he wouldn’t change no matter if he was even offered the chance to. Though he did not like his past, it was something that melded him, and his younger siblings. It was a part of him that he would never let go.

He was born in a small town of Bryan, Ohio. His mother was a worker in the Spangler Candy Company and his father was in the United States Marine Corp. He lived in that small town until his mother was pregnant with his little brother, he was 4 when he heard the news and was excited about having a little brother. His family moved to D.C. so that they could be closer to his father and then when he turned 5 his brother, Sam was born.

2 years later, his mother got pregnant again with his little sister Rayne, and that was again another moment he couldn’t wait for, but this time it was different. This time their father wouldn’t get to see his daughter. Eight months into the pregnancy they got a knock on the door; it was their father’s Commanding Officer, the knock no Marine wife wanted to get. Her husband, his father had died from an IED. This destroyed the fabric of the house and it started to fall downhill.

He tried to keep everything alive, tried so hard for an Eight year old boy. Though he tried so hard his mother just feel apart, turned to drugs and alcohol to solve the heartbreak that she had. She became so much into debt that they had to live in homeless shelters, and all the money that she was getting was just going into more and more drugs and alcohol. Even though he tried to even hide them, he would just get yelled at and hit, but he had to take care of his siblings as well.

Then finally the time came when he was eleven, he called up his grandparents and asked them to take them away from the household they were in, and they complied not wanting their grand children in any more harm than they already were. They got in the car and didn’t look back at the house, though the tears couldn’t be held back. After a few weeks though cops did come to their grandparents’ door but they fought their mom in the court and won custody of them. They haven’t spoken to their mom since.

During the time that he and his siblings were with his grandparents he actually got a good education and also got a work ethic, from his strict yet kind grandfather. He got a job at a small conveniencestore when he was sixteen and kept it, he also moved into his small apartment when he turned eighteen and since then he has never lost his smile.

The day came when the Alanteans made their existence known, he had heard about it when he was on break one day from his brother, but really didn’t think anything of it. He actually thought that it was just some hoax just so that the governments could get media attention. Though a few hours later when he was in his apartment, he had an extremely strong nosebleed and he could feel the blood pumping through his body more so that he come before, there was also some other things that he could do that he couldn’t before, and again his life had been changed. -Ability-

Hemomancy

Hemomancy is the power to control on owns blood or free blood. Free blood is blood that is outside a beings body, so it could be from blood banks, bottles, or anything like that. It can be used to create projectiles, or it can be used to crystallize blood into more hand held weapons or even walls to stop attacks. All this though is if the blood is free flowing. If the blood is still in the user though it can be used to raise the density of it to give the user a sort of derma armor but only for an extremely limited time and also can be used to give the user more stamina and power along with the ability to move one’s own limbs if paralyzed.

The positive about this ability is the fact that the user has increased blood blood regeneration so that they can use their blood as a weapon. It also gave them a kind of sneak attack if the opponent doesn’t expect that a cut that they gave the Hemomancer was actually their undoing.

The most negative side effect of Hemomancy is death. If a Hemomancer does not control their self or let their body regenerate to enough blood that they will just bleed out and die. Also after a battle a Hemomancer must rest, they cannot do sustain fights back to back, and must rely on quickly killing their opponents.

(Note: Hemomancy usually allows one to control the blood of an opponent as well, but for the sake of balance I have completely removed that concept, as I did find it to be extremely powerful)

-Writing Sample-

Spoiler:

“Hey bro did you read the news?”

Leon looked over at his brother who was sitting next to him on the curb of the parking lot. “No I haven’t, why do you ask?” He inquired; he never watched the news and his brother should have known that
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“Well some guy came on the news and stated that he was the leader of a group of people, uh what were they called, oh yes Atlanteans.” Sam stated, he had a serious look on his face about it, like he thought it was some type of terrorist group or something of that nature.

Leon just chuckled and mess his brother’s hair up, “Come on kid, you don’t actually believe that do you, it is just probably some story the governments made up so that they could get more attention,” He stated as his brother fixed his hair with a scorn on his face. He knew the kid hated that but he was his older brother, he had to torture him. Leon got up and sighed, patting his hands on the blue apron of Quik-e Mart. He grabbed his skateboard and hopped on it, riding it around for the last few minutes before he had to head back into work.

“You do know that not everything on TV is just some reality scam!,” Sam yelled after him.

“Yes they are!,” Leon replied back

Sam got up and waved bye to his brother, he knew the time was almost up if Leon was on his board. Though it was usually only during break that they saw each other Leon did like the company, and he waved back and then ollied over one of the parking lot markers. He then got off and looked up into the sky. It was a nice afternoon, and he wished that he didn’t have to work, but he did have to make a living. Kicking the board up into his hand, he quickly headed into the Store to finish up his shift.

A couple hours later, Leon came out of the store and fell to his knees. “FREEEEEEEDOOOOM!!,” he yelled and looked back to see some of the female cashiers giggling. He then gave them a smile and road off to his home. He got home and kicked off his shoes into the closet and put his board in there as well. Heading to the bathroom for a well deserved shower, and was going to relax for the rest of the day. He went into the bathroom and took off his shirt and as he did he felt a nosebleed happen and quickly grabbed a lot of toilet paper and pinched the bridge of his nose over the sink. “God dang it, I hate these things,” his voice muffled.

He could feel it run through the paper and over his fingers as it dripped into the sink. He was starting to get annoyed, “God damn it, just stop already.” He stated and then like magic he could no longer feel the blood flow. Something else he noticed was that he could feel it flow through his body, it was weird, and maybe just some side effects from the nose bleed. He wiped his nose and upper lip clean and threw the blood soaked paper away. Leon looked down at the blood then, it seemed brighter than normal, and he brought a finger close to one of the drops he moved towards it.

Immediately at this site he backed away. “What the hell was that!” Then an intense burning came onto his chest and he fell to his knees, gripping the left side of his chest above his heart. A heart attack at this age, he just couldn’t believe it, as he screamed out in pain. A few minutes later it stopped and he finally could open his eyes. He got to his feet, his body shaken and looked in the mirror. A black tattoo now on his chest, he put a finger on it and winced, it was still sore. Then a knock came on his door and he went to get it. Opening it, it was one of his neighbors, a worried look on her face.

“Are you alright?” she asked, concern lacing every word

“Yea its fine, I just accidently hit the tattoo, still sore from getting it done.,” a lie, and he flashed his famous smile.

"Alright just making sure," she said before walking off.

He closed the door and quickly jumped on his couch and turned on the tv to a news channel, if what his brother said was right, they would be airing it all day. He watched it and sighed, so it seemed that what they said were true and it wasn't some staged hoax, it seemed he truly was an Atlantean

Okay guys, internet is due in about 5 days, so I will resign to using the universities internet and, as such, will not be on as frequently.

@Leonknight: I see you are new to the board, Welcome. Keep an eye on your spelling and grammar, I noticed a couple of mistakes, but overall I enjoyed your SU, the only thing that really subtracted was that Leon doesn't really seem to have any flaws nor depth to him. After all, not everyone is flawless, if you could edit his personality to have some flaws and delve into his personality more, then I would be happy to accept you into the RP.

@Nakuzami: If you need to talk more, feel free to PM Skymin or myself to discuss this matter further.

After rereading it myself I do have to agree, I did make his personality without flaws and I did heavily change, but still trying to keep the happy go lucky feel to Leon. I did also try to add some depth to him. Writing about the personality of my character is one of my biggest flaws when it comes to rping, never have been good at it.

Also the spelling and grammar mistakes could be due to office screwing me over with the spelling and grammar check...<.< happens all the time xD

Looks like things are starting to get interesting. Just so you know, for those of you who weren't with us previously, Skymin and I run this RP on a kind of "need-to-know" basis where you know as much about the RP as your character does.

Secrets in the Garden - Nakuzami's Sign-Up

Will's Atlantean Tattoo comes in the form of what resembles a series of lightning bolts tipped with ivy leaves that cascade down from the top of his back and wrap around his lower torso.

Physical:

Will is a tall, thin, Caucasian man that stands at five feet eleven inches and weighs about one hundred and thirty-five pounds. He has short, black, unkempt hair and deep green eyes accented by a light grey tint. His facial features are decently sculpted and he tries to carry a slight smile with him at all times. He's usually clean-shaven, but sometimes his chin rocks a bit of dark stubble when he leaves it unattended, causing him to appear a few years older than he truly is. He's not incredibly muscular, but his muscles are decently toned and he is incredibly agile, fast and flexible, compensating for his lack of brute force. He hates feeling dirty, so he isn't typically covered in dirt, acne, or things of the sort, and he walks around in the aroma of Adidas' Deep Energy, giving him a pleasant atmosphere.

Clothing:

Will is normally clad in a variety of Final Fantasy tee-shirts, his favorite being a black "Chocobo X-ing" tee. Over that, he usually wears a black Final Fantasy VII hoodie with built-in headphones, as well as black and white striped fingerless gloves. He normally wears dark blue or black denim jeans held up by a black and white checkerboard belt, adorned with chains hanging from the belt straps. His feet are normally hugged by short black socks and a pair of black Moogle-themed sneakers. On his right wrist he wears a Final Fantasy VII wristwatch, and on his left wrist he wears a Final Fantasy bracelet. Around his neck he wears a silver promise ring that Brad gave him years ago. He wears a white Final Fantasy VII backpack to carry his things in.

Personality:

Will is a bag of mixed marbles. His mind is all over the place, wandering anywhere at any given time. He likes to get lost in his imagination, and he can be sensitive and sometimes over-emotional. On the flip-side, he can be greatly outgoing and strong. He doesn't like to express his negative emotions, so he tries to live with a smile at all times. Or, if he can't pull that off, a blank face. He only truly expresses himself around those he trusts with his life and all of his flaws, which doesn't include a very broad audience.

He's intelligent and quick-thinking, but he can also zone out and blank on even basic logic. His memory is incredible, but his mind wanders so much that it can seem faulty at times. He doesn't like being alone and so he tries to stick around people he knows. He's rather friendly and polite, and while he may not engage everyone he sees in conversation, he will always respond to someone that talks to him and greets the friendly passersby. He's optimistic when it comes to most things in life, and he's an incredibly accepting person. He's not very religious, preferring to let such things be and not get involved. The same goes for politics; while he may pay attention and participate, he's not a big fan of the subject.

While Will prefers to be a quiet, passive observer that lets others handle most situations, he can be assertive and powerful when such is required of him. He's a great listener, and he's adept at listening in on multiple conversations at once without anyone realizing, often drawing from such things for literary inspiration. He's highly creative, which can lead to many interesting solutions to problems that life throws his way, and he has both the gift and curse of being empathetic, sometimes painfully so in that he can quite often see both sides of a situation and where the involved parties are coming from, which often leads people to place him in the middle of things, which isn't exactly the most pleasant thing at times. He's a calm person, most of the time, and he's learned to deal with such things.

History:

Will was born in a small suburb in upstate New York on the fifteenth of June, 1991. He was raised in a family of seven, having three sisters and a brother, and being the youngest of the group. His parents were both college professors, with his father teaching Chemistry and his mother teaching History. His oldest sibling was his sister, Reya, followed by his brother, Shane, and then the twins, Ella and Olette. Reya is five years older than him, Shane is three years older and the twins are just over a year older than himself. Despite their busy work lives, Will's parents were always very active in the lives of their children, maintaining a rather encouraging and accepting outlook throughout their lives, while keeping to properly strict and orderly household.

Will grew up with a rather calm, pleasant, and perhaps slightly boring life. Even so, he enjoyed it, being very close with his family and having a small group of good friends to spend his time with. His education was never lacking, thanks to the fact that his parents were teachers and did not tolerate bad performance where one's potential allowed them to do so much more. Due to this, all of his siblings, himself included, excelled in their academic work, even without being complete geniuses. This led to some sibling rivalry, which only proved to be helpful in their school life. Beyond that, every one of them did some sort of extracurricular activity, including at least one sport each. Reya played lacrosse and volleyball, as well as participated in choir and drama clubs. Shane took part in football, using his natural affinity for exercise and and muscular body structure to become one of his team's star players. The twins both played soccer, and were highly skilled at it, as well as playing the violin, for Ella, and cello, for Olette, in the school orchestra. Will was a part of the school's track team, where his natural agility, speed, and endurance gave him the upper edge.

Growing up, Will maintained a group of about ten friends at any given time, choosing only to befriend those that were worth being friendly to. He wanted best friends, not friends that would change and switch groups on any given whim. This philosophy has worked well for him in the past, and he has no intentions to change it any time in the near future.

One specific friend that Will grew particularly attached to was a boy named Clayton Bradley Travis, who he met in eighth grade. Brad was two years older than him, being a sophomore at the time, and was an amiable boy that Will met through his brother, Shane. At first, Will wasn't sure how to approach Brad, but with some encouragement from his brother (meaning he was literally dragged and forced to meet the boy) he managed to become good friends with Brad relatively quickly. It was around this time that Will's curiosities had been answered; he was gay. Having already gone through the process of both Reya and Shane claiming to be bisexual, and being greatly accepting in general, Will's parents had no issue accepting their son, and he had no problem coming out to them.

With a bit more 'encouragement' from Shane and a few good words given to Brad by the very same pain (i.e. Shane), it was only about two months after their first meeting, on New Year's Day, that Brad asked Will out on a date. A bit shy, but greatly excited, Will happily jumped on the offer. Their first date went great, without any major glitches, and now Will and Brad have been dating for a total of eight years, being now happily engaged.

Upon graduation, Will moved in with Brad in his apartment in Syracuse. There he attends Syracuse University, where his parents teach, aiming to achieve a Bachelor's Degree in English Literature. Brad attends in order to become a video game designer, and the two often collaborate on certain projects.

Today, they live quietly, peacefully, and happily. Although, sometimes Will believes Fate doesn't quite wish to give him such things. . . .

Will has the ability to grow an annoying and cumbersome appendage. One that never leaves his side, or, in this case, back. And, technically speaking, it's not one appendage, but two.

When Atlanteans began to develop their powers, Will developed wings. Large, feathery, bird-like wings. They have a span of twelve feet and can envelop Will's entire body if he wraps them around himself. Due to their size, Will requires a large amount of space in order to take flight, as well as a relatively high amount of momentum. Will's wings allow him to take flight, but they may also serve to protect him by acting as a shield, albeit a rather weak one. Along with this, Will's bones have become hollowed and, with some practice and concentration, Will may be able to morph his fingernails into small, but sharp, claws. Will has also been granted enhanced agility, balance, reflexes and lung capacity. However, as he is still in the early stages of learning to control his ability, he seems more clumsy than when he was a regular human, rather than more skillful. Will can also naturally adjust to high altitudes, but considering he does not yet know how to fly very high, it's a bit useless to him at the moment. Lastly, Will also has the rather random ability of being able to change the color of his feathers. It's more aesthetic than useful, but it could be applied for camouflage or the like.

The downsides of this ability include the fact that Will has absolutely no idea how to control his ability at the moment, so he can be incredibly clumsy when attempting to. His wings also never disappear, so he is forced the conceal them beneath his clothes. On the brightside, they can fold up comfortably without being highly noticeable, but a stray impulse may send his wings bursting out of the back of his shirt, if he's not careful. Alongside this, Will's hollow bones are a bit more fragile than those of humans, so they may break rather easily in comparison.

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Will weaved his way through the crowd, absentmindedly scribbling thoughts down in a notepad without even bothering to look up. Brad almost had to push people out of the way to keep up, his larger and more muscular form making it difficult to dodge people as well as Will could. After a moment, the wave of pedestrians had been cleared and the two men had entered the parking lot. Brad didn't even bother to remind Will to slow down next time, knowing full well that the younger man wouldn't remember to do so.

"Soon I'm going to have to put a GPS on your phone or something," Brad joked, wrapping his arm around the smaller man's shoulders. The motion caused Will's hand to jerk slightly, creating a small graphite trail across the pad of paper he was writing on. He frowned, pocketing the pad and pencil.

"Not my fault you can't walk," Will replied in a factual tone.

Brad smirked as he walked around the car and opened the passenger-side door. "Just get in," he laughed. He closed the door after Will had sat down and then proceeded over to the driver's side, strapping himself in and turning the key in the ignition.

*****

"So, what would you like for dinner?" The two men had just settled in after arriving back in their apartment, and Brad was sifting through the cupboards in the kitchen.

Will shrugged. "Anything's good. You've yet to make a meal that I haven't liked."

Brad smiled, leaning over and kissing Will's forehead. "Well, I live to impress."

Will smiled as well, returning the kiss before he twisted around and exited the kitchen, heading for the living room. He walked over to the PlayStation 3 sitting next to the fifty-inch flat screen television and turned it on. Grabbing a controller, he took a seat on the couch and watched as the screen lit up. He scrolled through the menu and selected Final Fantasy XIII-2 from the 'Games' menu. As the game started, Will happened to glance out the window and look at the sky.

Something seemed . . . off, somehow.

He stood up, setting the controller on the coffee table, and walked over to the large window, drawing back the curtains to get a good look. The sky looked odd, to say the least. After looking at it for a moment, Will staggered backwards, suddenly feeling rather poor.

"You okay?" Brad questioned, concern in his voice as he noticed the movement.

"Yeah, I'm . . . I'm fine," Will stated, holding his head. In truth, his entire body just felt bad. He was nauseous and he felt weak, and a bit dizzy. He staggered further away from the windowsill, attempting to make his way over to the couch. He tripped and fell, passing out momentarily.

When he came to, his head was on Brad's lap, a warm washcloth on his forehead as he lay on the couch.

"How are you feeling?" Brad asked, his tone laced with concern as he stroked wills hair.

"Like crap," Will stated truthfully. He turned his head and looked out the window. It was raining. "How long have I been out?"

"A couple of hours . . . I was getting seriously worried."

"Don't be," Will sighed, sitting up. He was still a bit nauseous, but he was able to sit and rest his head on Brad's shoulder comfortably. The television was on and the news was playing, and there was a faint aroma of stew emanating from the kitchen.

"What're you doing?" Will asked, not up for much more than sitting back and relaxing.

"Look at this," Brad said, pointing to Will's back, his tone deceivingly calm. will craned his neck, looking back over his shoulder, eyes widening at what he saw. There was a large, elaborate tattoo covering his back. That, however, was the least shocking of it all. Between the tattoos sprouted two very large, very feathery white wings. "Now, I know you didn't have this last night, and I've been with you all day and I'm fairly certain we didn't enter any tattoo parlors . . . or science labs."

Will just sat there, stunned into silence. That's when he heard the chatter on the news.

"I am Leo Cabrillo, leader of the House of Animalia and member of the Atlantean Royal Family. We are the direct descendants of the original Atlanteans that inhabited the island of Atlantis many thousands of years ago. Today we are here to announce the revival of the Atlantean race. Many of you may start to experience sudden ink markings appearing on your bodies and the manifestation of strange and peculiar abilities. These are of course natural and are identifiers of your long dormant Atlantean heritage. We are now moving into a new era, an era where Human and Atlantean kind can work together in harmony."

Will stared at the television, then glanced back at his tattoo and wings. Brad did the same.

Atlanteans? An ancient race of people with supernatural abilities? It sounded like something out of one of Will's stories.

Brad and Will glanced at each other, thinking the same thing and voicing it at the exact same moment. "Bullsh*t."

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"In our darkest moments, when life flashes before us, we find something; Something that keeps us going. Something that pushes us."

By manipulating the air around himself, Will can fly for certain periods of time. However, it takes a lot of energy to maintain flight for an extended period of time, so he tends to only fly for short bursts. Will also has to adjust the air pressure around himself if he is to ascend or descend rapidly, as he does not have the natural ability to adjust to the air pressure that quickly. Similarly, by manipulating the air around objects and other organisms, Will can create a makeshift form of Telekinesis. Heavier objects take more energy to move, and Will's energy can deplete rapidly if he holds an object up for too long.

That's pretty much my power. So I'd prefer if Nakuzami's character couldn't do this.

And the freeze and lightning aspects sound like other characters too, yeah.

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staff collab july 2015

Yeah, ichiro and I both agree that your version of weather manip is far too diverse and dips far too much into others' abilities. Can you tone it down like... A lot? Or perhaps pick one aspect, or another power?

Yeah, ichiro and I both agree that your version of weather manip is far too diverse and dips far too much into others' abilities. Can you tone it down like... A lot? Or perhaps pick one aspect, or another power?

Blame Ichiro for letting me use Weather Manipulation. d: Whom does one think of when they think of Weather Manipulation? Storm, of course! So I went by the "look-at-Storm's-abilities-to-find-out-your-own" idea. d:

So, no lightning strikes or storm winds? Bah! Figures those are Storm's two most commonly used abilities. Oh well.
I'll edit when I get home, because it's too much for this little phone to handle. . . .

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